Hiding a House in the Apocalypse - Chapter 163



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Episode 163

“Is that so?”

The soldiers’ eyes quickly cooled.

“The sprouts are yellow.”

The originator spoke as if spitting it out.

“Those things need to be killed and eliminated before they grow any bigger…….”

This is not an empty promise.

He was seriously thinking about murder.

Once you fall into the category of predators, age, such as children or the elderly, is no longer a consideration.

In reality, the world is not so lenient that we have to show mercy to children.

Rather, it is often said that the marauders, made up of young children, are more brutal than adults.

“I hope they don’t mix with our children.”

Kwon Dae-wi’s thoughts were not much different from those of the original writer.

After a moment of hesitation, two more people dressed in thick clothes got off the transport plane.

Young men and women.

Both were wearing glasses and were unarmed.

Following them, men who looked like pilots to anyone who saw them got off.

The soldiers called them.

“Come here. This is the hunter who will guide you around the area.”

The researchers came up to me and said hello.

“This is Jang Mok-Hyeon, senior researcher.”

“Yes. This is Senior Researcher Hyunsu Cho. Please take care of me.”

The pilots just bowed from afar and didn’t come near me.

I felt like a line was being drawn.

I didn’t really care.

After all, it’s the same for both of us that we’re destined to meet once and never see each other again.

The pilots each smoked a cigarette and then returned to the transport plane.

Captain Kwon opened his mouth, looking toward the transport plane.

“The pilots will not leave the transport plane.”

“Can’t we all be inside the transporter?”

“The heating is only for the cockpit, and it’s electric. The cargo area is a rink of ice. It would take a whole day to get it done, but I can’t leave my precious children in such a cold place.”

The researcher next to him, Jang Mok-Hyeon, nodded in agreement.

“Those children are the future of the Republic of Korea.”

The future of the Republic of Korea.

I have a lot of questions I want to ask, but this is not the time to talk about them.

We discussed the accommodation plan briefly.

As planned, the researchers and the children agreed to stay for a while in an underground bunker inside the US military base.

I searched the underground bunker with the soldiers.

There haven’t been any zombies around here, but just in case.

There was a terrible smell coming from the bathroom, which seemed to be the aftertaste of the people who used the bathroom during the recent Park Cheol-ju incident.

When I robbed this place, the water facilities and water tanks were operating normally.

Other than that, there were no other defects.

“This room is good. It’s a good size. It seems well-insulated, it’s a good distance from the entrance, and there’s a lot of cover in the middle, so I think I’ll be able to deal with an unexpected attack to some extent.”

The origin story went into the transport plane and came out pulling a jeep.

“Then we will go to Incheon. It will probably take a day at most, but please take care of us until then. Park Hunter.”

“Is it okay?”

He asked the departing soldiers.

They soon noticed what I was worried about and smiled bitterly.

“You don’t have to worry. It’s a bulletproof vehicle, so if there’s an emergency, you can just ask the main unit for support.”

Well, if they say it’s okay, then it’s okay.

A jeep carrying soldiers left the runway, kicking up a blizzard.

On the runway, only a uselessly large transport plane, the researchers, the children, and me, Park Gyu-man, were left.

As I passed the transport plane, I looked inside and saw that the cargo hold was filled with large machines that reminded me of my generator. Is Incheon being abandoned after all?

Feeling my suspicions growing, I guided the researchers and children underground.

“Here? It’s dirty and dark. It smells weird too.”

“I don’t want to sleep here. I want to call my mom.”

The children seemed unhappy about being in the bunker.

“I’m only going to stay for today. Think of it as a picnic. Since I’m going to Jeju Island anyway, I won’t be able to leave Jeju Island for a while.”

As the researcher urged them, the children reluctantly each grabbed a sleeping bag and moved toward the bunker.

While the children were settling into the bunker, we moved in our makeshift generator, electric heater, and firearms.

One of the researchers brought an impressive piece of equipment: a so-called combat robot.

It looks like a tank with a 7.62mm machine gun, camera, and sensors mounted on a small caterpillar body, and it is said to have the ability to identify enemies and attack them using its own program.

Researcher Cho Hyun-soo approached me and gave me some advice.

“Even if you have an urgent matter, please refrain from approaching at night. This robot combat program is not very sophisticated, so it attacks any intruders detected by its sensors without distinction of friend or foe.”

“Then isn’t that dangerous either?”

“There’s a mode where you can stand still and attack while looking straight ahead. It’s called Sentry Gun mode, and you don’t care what’s happening behind you. You can also control it remotely.”

“Oh, I see.”

I saw that guy called battle robot again.

It’s definitely in the works, but it smells strongly of a prototype.

It looks quite sturdy, but like any unmanned weapon, it won’t be useful against monsters.

Among the monster’s powers is the ability to generate EMP waves.

In short, this means that almost all electronic devices will become unusable.

I can still vividly remember the pale faces of Chinese people who fell like autumn leaves when they were hit by the EMP wave from the so-called drone swarm, the latest drones that the Chinese military was proud of.

I wonder if they continued developing drones despite seeing that power. Are they being foolish or stupid?

The short move went smoothly.

The grumbling children soon understood the current situation as an extension of the picnic with their characteristic cheerfulness and curiosity, and the researchers also made various efforts to make the children feel better.

One of them was when researchers cleaned the toilets themselves.

After cleaning, the researchers provided the children with hot, warm packed lunches in storage containers.

The menu actually had meatballs.

That too with a bloreje sauce

“Would you like one too, Hunter Park?”

“thank you.”

I watched the children fill their bellies with an unexpectedly luxurious meal.

The girl who was in the international residence was taking care of the youngest boy as if he were her own little brother.

We made eye contact once, but that was it.

I didn’t ask anything and had no intention of asking.

There is a very high chance that the boy who gave me the laptop is dead, but I still believe in the 0.001% chance.

I watched the kids while eating.

What can I say, the color is nice.

They were all wearing nice padding and winter clothes with the mark of a member of the National Assembly, and their nutritional status was impeccable.

Clean teeth, face, and hair are also noticeable points.

Suddenly, I thought of the children of Jang Sang Sa, who had not washed well and were wearing dirty and disheveled clothes, and whose cheeks were sunken in. Children who had no choice but to choose a life of killing people and stealing things, facing death every day.

Now they are a by-product of the times, something no one wants to burden.

In contrast, these chosen children are, as Jang Mok-hyeon said, the future of the Republic of Korea.

Even if they are chosen children, children are still children.

They are ordinary children, no different from the children I know, except that some of their eyes glow softly in the dark.

Laughing, talking, joking, and throwing tantrums.

I noticed a mischievous child playing with a walkie-talkie.

It’s not a toy.

It’s the same K-Walkie-Talkie model as mine.

I gave a warning to Supervisor Cho Hyun-soo.

“Isn’t it dangerous to play with a walkie-talkie? There are legionnaires too.”

“Yes. I’ll get it back right away.”

After seeing Jo Hyun-soo retrieve the radio, he left the bunker.

As I passed the robot standing alone at the end of the dark hallway, the bright laughter of children echoed lightly through the hallway.

*

“It’s still January, but the warm weather makes it feel like spring has arrived. I have some good news. The weather agency’s analysis results say there won’t be any more cold waves.

The temperature may drop again, but it won’t be as cold as -30 degrees Celsius last year. Wonju is planning an early spring festival.

The military has declared this year as the first year of hope and is planning to prepare lots of food, things to see, and things to enjoy. I want to go there too.”

I listened to the Legion radio and quietly looked back at the white-washed fields.

There is no special risk.

I didn’t see a single living thing moving around, except for a single wild animal passing by.

This must be a typical scene in my area.

As I expected and intended.

“······.”

The sun is setting.

I returned to the bunker after seeing the pilots who had been loitering around outside the transport, lighting fires, going inside the transport and closing the cargo shutters.

“Phew.”

Because of the circumstances, I couldn’t enjoy luxuries like a sauna, so I just took a warm shower to relieve the day’s fatigue.

For dinner, I received an extra packed lunch from the researcher.

The rice is also good, and the meat is especially chewy.

It looks like they used some pretty good meat because it still tastes good even when it’s cold.

As always, before ending the day, I stopped by the bulletin board and looked through the popular posts.

SKELTON: Hmm………….

Don’t forget to leave a comment to bring everyone’s attention to a post that is receiving an excessive amount of attention.

By the way, this is the atmosphere of our bulletin board.

It’s strangely bright.

They are so full of childlike innocence that they remind me of the chosen children I saw earlier.

Anonymous 458: Snowman contest? What is that?

Dolsingman: What do you get for winning the snowman contest?

Anonymous 1311 [Snowman Contest] Let’s make a snowman.webp

mmmmmmmmm : 4th work – Snowman on the 45 degree tangent line

Anonymous852: I also tried making a snowman.

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A snowman in these times.

He smiled broadly.

Yeah, that’s the mark of a doomsday man.

Should I join in too?

There must have been a lot going on. I want to start getting more attention.

Not for me, but for my mental health.

But I’ve never made a snowman before.

But I have a role model named Jonnaenon.

After a long time, I was burning with creative desire and went to a foreign language bulletin board and was looking through “snowman models for reference” when a message arrived.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: Skeleton!

Wow, it’s Rebecca.

I typed quickly, feeling the corners of my mouth go up without me realizing it.

SKELTON: Rebecca?! Did you get here safely?

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: Yeah. Thanks.

SKELTON: How’s it like there?

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: It’s big. It’s spacious and the facilities are good. There are a lot of people, and it’s been a while since I’ve heard English, so I can’t get used to it.

SKELTON: That’s fortunate.

That’s good.

Actually, I was quite worried, but it seems like things worked out well.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: Suu is going to school now. But it seems like all the kids are afraid of him.

SKELTON: Why?

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: Do you feel charisma towards Suu?

Charisma, you can’t help but feel it.

He’s a kid who’s been shooting guns and looking outside for three years.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: I’ll change the Suu. He’s hitting me from the side.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: (Swoo High) Skeleton!

“?”

Knock knock

SKELTON: What is it? Suu, that headline······.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: (Swoo looks serious) Are you just imitating what Skeleton does?

SKELTON: No, I understand that, but since we met online like this······.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: (Swoo confused) Why? Is it weird? It’s skeleton style?

“······.”

As expected, I can feel Suu’s charisma.

It was as I was about to type that I felt a pure smile, inexplicably spread across my lips, a little absurd.

Chijijik-

The K-walkie-talkie rang.

“Fuck! Fuck! Is there anyone there?! Huh~?!”

Are they the children of the general manager again?

It looks like we’ve run out of food throughout the winter.

I see you talking nonstop on the walkie-talkie.

I was about to turn off the radio.

“Who are you guys?”

Another, boyish voice came over the radio.

It’s a voice I remember.

“How old are you guys?”

Yes, it’s the voice of a child at a US military base.

“More than you guys? Who are you guys? Where are you?”

The chief’s child asked.

Probably the oldest girl in the group.

A group of similarly large-headed kids wearing shirts with old, dirty characters on them stood in the shade and glared at the manager.

By the way, this situation is not good.

To make matters worse, a new message from Suu arrived.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: (Swoosh) Skeleton? Why are you suddenly silent? Are you not having fun talking to me?

SKELTON: (Skeleton sweating) No, that’s not it, wait a minute, I think something just happened.

Message from COOKIEMONSTER18: Monster?

SKELTON: (Skeleton sweating) No, maybe something even scarier than that.

The radio rang in the silence.

“We’re at the airport?”

I immediately picked up the radio and contacted the researcher.

With a personal identification number, not a public frequency.

Personal identification number: LAB033

“Researcher, this is Park Hunter.”

“Ah, Mr. Park Hunter.”

Receive it right away.

A male voice, is it Chief Jang Hyeon-mok?

“How many radios are there?”

“There are two, one for removal and one for assistant manager.”

“Ha, I told you to take the radio, take it from me right now!”

“why?”

“Do you know who the kids are talking to right now?”

“I don’t know.”

I almost screamed for a moment.

Because this guy’s head was like a flower garden to the point of being overwhelming.

He spoke in a restrained tone, trying to calm his emotions.

“I’m communicating with the Marauders. With the Marauders.”

“Are you a looter? Those are the voices of children.”

“They are the kids who lure adults with their voices and then kill them and steal from them.”

“……I will retrieve it right now.”

I know what the lab atmosphere is like, but I can’t believe I have no sense of reality.

The frequency has been changed to public.

“really?”

“Yeah, that’s true.”

There’s something cheerful about it.

The atmosphere is like talking to friends.

But to me, that cheerfulness seems nothing but ominous.

The child at the airport soon spoke.

“Yeah. Let’s go to Jeju Island.”

The moment I heard those words, I felt my blood run cold.

After a cold silence, the children of the general spoke.

“Can’t you take us too?”

The researcher’s voice was heard from the airport child’s side and the communication was cut off, but wasn’t it too late to intervene?

“Hey, airport! Can you hear me? Take us to Jeju Island too. Okay? We want to go to Jeju Island too!”

Abandoned children and chosen children met.

End

ⓒ Road Warrior #dp8g

(Main comments)

(smash**) -Recommendation81-

This isn’t a problem with the kids, it’s a problem with the researchers who don’t understand even when told.

The problem is not with the Jang Sang-sa kids right now, but they have already revealed the fact that they are currently on a public frequency and are going to Jeju Island.

There’s no guarantee that other raiders won’t come.

(One Two**) -Recommendation81-

Chosen children with flower gardens in their brains VS the unchosen predator children

The correct answer is Suu, who likes spicy food.

(Sri***) -Recommendation 52-

? No, it’s not like the kids are just kids who are like that, but how can they all be in a group with their heads in a flower garden like that?

It’s not even the beginning of the apocalypse, and there must have been countless robberies, murders, and rapes during that time. Do you not have the ability to learn?

(Milk Thief****) -Recommendation 39-

Chosen Children VS Unchosen Children VS Suu

(Atrocious***) -Recommendation 30-

It seems like they really weren’t instilling anything in their children to raise them as the next generation.

The person in charge is only in the lab, so he doesn’t know how the real world works, and even the soldiers would know this much.

If no one was left behind, it seems like they left them there on purpose to let people peek.

To wake up to the real reality

And no matter how much of an awakened person you are, if you don’t have the courage to wield that weapon, even if it’s dangerous, and the strength to use it for others, you won’t even be able to fight them and will panic.

In the end, it ends up hurting your own side too

Even in real wars, there are more casualties caused by friendly forces.

(Dan D.**) -Recommendation 22-

It’s war. Tsk tsk. Those researchers are really idiots.

(is121**) -Recommendation19-

I’m going to test the kids’ fighting skills

Are you intentionally leaving the situation unattended?

(Pheasant***) -Recommendation 15-

Like the Jang Sang-sa kids here, the judge will reappear someday, right? Then he might be a looter boss or a cannibalistic butcher.

(Bett****) -Recommendation9-

It’s in the welcome robot. Since this is where I work, I’d like to tell you a little about the technology.

Simple camera……(omitted)

The reason why distance measurement is necessary is because of the problem of shooting accuracy,

Even if it is off by just 3 degrees per 10 meters, it will be off by 500mm. This means that if it moves or there are multiple unfavorable conditions, it will not fit.

It could be useful for close range or suppressive fire, but in that case it might be better to make another armored vehicle and bulletproof shield.

There are also distribution and maintenance issues.

Still, unmanned turrets are a fantasy in Rust-like genres, and they look cool in the novel.

(**Daecheon) -Recommendation 7-

I’m sick of the development lol

(Passionate**) -Top 6-

“From now on, let’s kill each other”